“Even if I’m wrong and she has a boyfriend, she definitely lives alone.”
He continued to frequent the same business until he became familiar enough to sell snuff films, which suggests a significant level of sexual dissatisfaction. Furthermore, the items this accomplice bought were unusually gory and not commonly used, implying that she wouldn’t be able to use them discreetly if she lived with someone.
“There are many female officers who live alone, though, right?”
“True, but it’s not without its problems. Most officers, upon receiving their assignment, relocate to that location.”
“Naturally, when they move there, they often don’t have family nearby, so they typically rent a studio or a small apartment and live alone.”
“I know. In fact, most young officers living around here are in that situation. But there will likely be other indicators as well.”
“Other indicators?”
“They probably have frequent disputes with civilians.”
“Frequently?”
“Yes, and these aren’t disputes with specific individuals, but rather disputes affecting a large number of people.”
“In cases of disputes with specific individuals, that person is often a known troublemaker, so it’s hard to classify that as a genuine dispute.”
“But the perpetrator exhibits severe self-love and a twisted sense of justice.”
“Otherwise, even if they are a criminal, it would be impossible to offer a person as a subject of torture.”
“So, dehumanization of the target is taking place.”
“That’s right. And that’s bound to have a real impact.”
Dehumanization. In other words, perceiving someone as inferior or corrupt. Once that happens, conflicts are inevitable.
“That’s one of the reasons why many junior civil servants [typically 9th-grade, the lowest rank] quit.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, fights actually break out quite often because of that.”
Some civil servants openly believe that because they worked hard to pass the civil service exam, they are superior to others.
“But when those people meet civilians and treat them disrespectfully, it eventually leads to disputes.”
“Of course, most civilians just handle their business and leave, but there are always some difficult people among them.”
“So, they have a strong sense of pride?”
“That’s right.”
“The world is twisted, and they see themselves as the solution.”
“And they’ll be brainwashing themselves like that.”
“Otherwise, someone with the job of a police officer wouldn’t be able to endure offering a person as a sacrifice for a snuff film.”
“More specific than I thought.”
Living alone is one thing, but having frequent disputes is bound to be noticeable within the police force. Most people try to avoid conflicts.
“It will be easier to find than you think.”
Now they were close to identifying the culprit.
As Park Do-joon said, there was only one female police officer with those characteristics: Baek Man-yeon. She had been a police officer for six years, lived alone, and was thirty-one years old. She originally worked in the civil affairs office, but due to frequent disputes with civilians, she was transferred to the juvenile division and is currently working in the community affairs division.
“She became a police officer relatively late.”
“If she passed the police exam at twenty-five, it’s a bit later than average.”
“It’s not unusual to be unmarried at that age these days.”
“Marriage is happening later and later for everyone.”
“But the fact that she was transferred outside of the regular 인사 이동 [personnel transfer] period because of disputes is unusual.”
Kim Si-deok said, as if understanding. She worked in the civil affairs office for only a year. Even in that short time, she caused all sorts of problems.
“And according to the records… she seems to have a lot of complaints.”
Lee Ji-soo added, as if she also knew. Looking at her personnel records, she has many complaints about the organization and is the type who never accepts anything that differs from her opinion.
“And it seems like that personal grudge has been identified as well.”
Park Do-joon said with a wry smile. The personal grudge was none other than an assault case. It happened when Baek Man-yeon was working in the juvenile division, and she was assaulted by a middle school student suspect at the time.
“It’s not like she just got hit; she was beaten pretty badly, so she can’t help but hold a grudge.”
At that time, the suspect was fourteen years old, a second-year middle school student.
“Even if her physical abilities are lacking, being beaten by a mere fourteen-year-old, and needing help from other officers to escape the situation, must have been humiliating.”
“Well, even if he’s fourteen, there’s bound to be a difference in the amount of training he’s had.”
“The fact that she was beaten wasn’t necessarily because she was incompetent. Surely, even as a female officer, she would have had some training.”
“However, the suspect’s father was a national karate representative, and his mother was also a karate master. They currently run a karate dojo and have been training him since he was young, so he’s not someone that even an average adult can easily handle.”
“He must have gone astray because he knew he was strong.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, the core of school violence is extreme survival of the fittest.”
“The law doesn’t punish minors as severely.”
“Moreover, school life is different from social life. Students in the same class must be in the same space unconditionally due to compulsory education. In that situation, there are two ways to establish a hierarchy: age and force.”
“The power of wealth doesn’t have much influence during school days, and bullies know that messing with kids from families who can influence teachers will lead to trouble, so they avoid them.”
“But let’s say a fourteen-year-old is a karate athlete with 선수급 [professional-level] skills. What’s going to happen?”
“So, he’s a so-called 짱 [Jjang – slang for ‘boss’ or ‘leader’].”
“짱 [Jjang], what an old-fashioned expression. Well, it’s not wrong.”
“A school where there is no one stronger than him. If it’s a school with a survival-of-the-fittest mentality, it’s easy for someone to go astray if they don’t have proper character education.”
“There’s a saying that the most chronic problem in the Korean sports world is violence.”
“Moreover, due to the nature of karate, which deals with force, violence and assault are likely to occur frequently in the training process. Parents who grew up in such an environment probably couldn’t provide proper education on their child’s character, and in the end, the child went completely astray.”
“The reason for the 9th disposition [disciplinary action] is also absurd.”
“A malicious act of intentionally breaking the arms and legs of his junior for not paying him tribute. As if that wasn’t enough, he even went to the victim’s house to threaten him during the trial.”
“Because of that incident, the victim eventually transferred schools.”
“At this point, what……”
“It would be strange if the 9th disposition didn’t happen. To get the 10th disposition, you’d almost have to make someone disabled.”
“Well, the suspect has been identified… but how do we catch her?”
At Kim Si-deok’s words, Park Do-joon said leisurely.
“We don’t catch her; we have to wait.”
“Wait?”
“If there’s really a relationship, Baek Man-yeon will go there herself.”
“Ah!”
“Of course, Baek Man-yeon wouldn’t go there to chat. In other words, the very fact that Baek Man-yeon is going there means that she is going to get what she wants.”
“Besides, I also gave her information about the crackdown, so she’ll have to get some kind of reward.”
“That could be money, or it could be a snuff film.”
“Anything is an opportunity.”
“If they raid at that moment, they can tie both of them together.”
“It probably won’t take long. Hehehe.”
As Park Do-joon expected, it wasn’t long before Baek Man-yeon went there. On her day off, she put on a mask and a hat and left. Her appearance was caught by Park Do-joon, who was waiting nearby.
“And as he followed her, she naturally headed to the business.”
“As expected… huh.”
Kim Si-deok smiled bitterly. The police officers behind him had constipated faces. The reason was simple: they were working at the same police station as Baek Man-yeon.
“They couldn’t feel good about the fact that there was an accomplice to a murderer in their police station.”
“Wait a minute.”
Park Do-joon stopped the people who were about to follow her in right away.
Then Kim Si-deok asked anxiously.
“We have to catch her now.”
“No, we have to wait a little longer.”
“What? Why?”
“If it’s to do something secretive, they’ll need at least a little time.”
“It’s unlikely that they’ll trade as soon as they go in. And if Park Do-joon’s prediction is correct, that trade will be a secret item, whether it’s an adult product, money, or perhaps a snuff film, and they have to catch them at that moment to properly tie them together.”
“As a police officer, going to this kind of adult store is not a problem at all. There’s no regulation that says police officers have to abandon their sex life.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“Rushing in here would only provoke the other party’s wariness without any meaning, let alone securing evidence.”
“Let’s wait a little longer.”
Park Do-joon roughly looked at the time that Baek Man-yeon went in and nodded after about 15 minutes.
“Let’s move in. When you go in, go straight to the counter, grab the two of them, and do as I told you.”
Everyone nodded at Park Do-joon’s words, and then quickly opened the door and rushed inside.
“Don’t move, police!”
“When they went inside, they saw a store of about 12평 [pyeong – a Korean unit of area, approximately 3.3 square meters], and inside there was a small counter and Baek Man-yeon in front of it.”
“Uh, uh?”
“Baek Man-yeon was flustered and couldn’t come to her senses when she saw the police suddenly rushing in.”
“In an instant, the man inside the counter quickly tried to hide something on the counter below.”
“However, Park Do-joon had been closely monitoring the counter since he came in, so that action was useless.”
“What are you guys?”
“We’re the police.”
“Police?”
“We’re here for a raid.”
“At those words, the man’s face contorted like a fierce demon. He had reopened because he heard that the crackdown was over, but he never thought that they would be targeting only him.”
“What the fuck!”
“We’re in the middle of a raid. Please cooperate.”
“No, I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“The man was trying to deny it.”
“But Park Do-joon already knew what he was trying to do.”
“Let’s see what you’re hiding behind there.”
“Wh-what?”
“Come out for a second.”
“No, is this okay? Huh? Isn’t this illegal?”
“It’s not illegal.”
“Park Do-joon said that while slightly checking the shape of the object that had fallen earlier.”
“‘It’s a file folder. As expected?’”
“The reason Park Do-joon stalled for time like this was because he thought there might be something like that. But the problem is that he wouldn’t usually leave that outside. He would put it in a secret place inside or in a safe, but since the raid wasn’t with a warrant, he couldn’t tell him to take out the items in the safe.”
“‘But it’s different if it’s a situation where he took it out.’”
“Items that are already outside are subject to seizure, so it’s not difficult to check what it is.”
“You son of a bitch! Get out! Are you not getting out?”
“I’m just asking to see that.”
“The man struggled even more as Park Do-joon approached the file folder. But the other police officers had already confirmed the situation and were pressuring him, so they couldn’t stop Park Do-joon from picking up the file folder that had fallen on the floor.”
“Park Do-joon bent down and picked up the blue file folder that was lying on the floor. A file folder filled with vinyl inside, called a clear file. When he opened it, he saw all sorts of gruesome photos inside.